It’s been ages since I’ve reached out and updated you on my writing life. I could tell you that I’ve been busy cranking out books, but the truth is that I’ve been languishing. There, I said it—languishing. L-a-n-g-u-i-s-h-i-n-g. The word itself sounds lazy and luxurious, like languishing by the pool. But nope, that is not the languishing I’m talking about. I’ve felt stagnant, dull, and empty for much of the past year. Not depressed, yet not my usual bouncy self. It was a strange and disconcerting place to be. In this languishing state, my creativity and ability to focus had left me. The most mundane decisions, like what to make for dinner, proved daunting.
I’m beginning to feel better. It isn’t happening overnight; it is more like a dimmer switch gradually turning up the light, or the chirping bird, sunrise-simulating alarm clock I recently bought. Over the past year and a half, Mike and I were blessed with two other grandkids—a brother and sister, born 14 months apart (a barrage of photos to follow), for a total of six, and, if you count our entire blended family, Mike and I have a grand total of 11 Grands! We also moved into a new house this past fall, one with a tiny bit of extra room (and a fabulous loft/office/playroom) to better accommodate family gatherings. We’re still on Cambridge Creek, but in this house, we look straight down to the mouth of the Choptank River and can see the Choptank River Lighthouse. Frequent visitors include a great blue heron we named “Squawk,” several cormorants, a barrage of seagulls, and, this time of year, a host of diving ducks visiting from Canada (canvasbacks, buffleheads, mergansers, northern shovelers, the list goes on…). Okay, enough of that. I sincerely hope you enjoy my new book, Second Saturday, which is a continuation of Darlene and Fran’s story and the introduction of the lovable, albeit frustrating, Lola. I’m not sure if I will write a third book in this series, as I’m currently editing the first book in a brand-new series (the working title is Canvasback Cove) and drafting a new novel with Mahjongg as its backdrop (I learned how to play last year…more on that later). Second Saturday Synopsis When pharmacist Darlene Feldman is asked to help a group of old folks commit suicide, the obvious answer is No! The mere mention of death causes dedicated pharmacist to shudder. Shaped by the deaths of two family members and the passive implosion of her long marriage, the fifty-something-year-old can’t seem to sacrifice independence for her serious new relationship. But Darlene’s views on autonomy are prescribed a challenge when she’s invited for a cheerful chat with a feisty collection of retirement community residents…about ideal ways to kill themselves. Fran Wilkins is struggling to find the right words. Because as much as he adores Darlene, the sixty-something-year-old just hasn’t found the perfect moment to reveal his kidneys are as haggard as his finances. And though an unexpected opportunity in Denver could solve both problems, convincing Darlene to move across the country might prove complicated. Exhausted from her suicide awareness marathon training and her attempts to sway her new friends, Darlene is infuriated that Fran has been hiding his worsening kidney disease. He fears that coming clean about the potential opportunity in Denver could send her affections to the grave. Can they refill their second act bucket list and live happily ever after? That’s all for now. I would love to keep in touch. You can join my online family to receive updates on future books. Sign up at https://mailchi.mp/lynnstewart/subscribers and receive Book 1 in my Stay Back! Trilogy for free.
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